Notice to All - No one under the age of 18 engages in any sexual activity at all in this story. It is not implied, inferred, suggested, or endorsed by this author.
Sisters in Love
Having an older sister, in a lot of ways, is a good thing. Having an older sister who you get along with, love, and respect, is an even better thing. My sister, Deven, is older than me by 11 months, however, if you were to look at us side by side you would swear we were twins. A lot of people think we are. We are both 5'7", 115 lbs., long brown hair, brown eyes, we both measure 34B-22-36, and we can also wear each other's clothes. We often dress alike just to mess with people so that they think they are looking at twins. My name is Dakota and this is how my sister and I discovered we were both deeply in love with each other.
At the present time, Deven is 19 and a freshman at one of the universities here in Charlotte, North Carolina. I am 18, turning 19 in a couple of months, and I graduated from high school at one of the local high schools two weeks ago. Growing up having Deven as an older sister was awesome. We both have participated in mixed martial arts since we were both little girls at the ages of 9 and 8, respectively, and are still active in the arts. We love the sport. We both participated in gymnastics until our senior years in high school. We both played soccer from elementary to high school. We kept our parents busy with all of our activities and we appreciate them so much because they love us endlessly and we love them more than they will ever realize. Even with all of the sports we were, and are, involved in, we both are girly-girls behind the athletic abilities we possess. We love the makeup, nail polish, mani-pedi's, waxing, and looking like ladies.
We didn't date boys much in high school because the boys pretty much only wanted one thing and that was a huge turnoff for both of us. Deven and I both used our Dad as a measuring gauge when it came to guys. If you didn't possess any of his traits and character, we weren't going to give you the time of day. To show the guys how serious we were about being gentlemen, whenever there was a dance, school function, or prom, Deven was always my date and, honestly, we both preferred it that way. Having your sister as your date, best friend, and closest ally was great because we knew everything about each other and didn't have to worry about whether or not some guy was trying to score with us.
At home, our bedrooms are right next to each other and are joined by a large bathroom we share. Although we have our own bedrooms, we often sleep in the same bed snuggling and holding each other and talk into the wee hours often. Of course, with our participation in sports and sharing a bathroom, we have seen each naked hundreds of times with no inkling of any sexual arousal or participation. That all changed the night after my high school graduation party at our home.
Mom and Dad threw a big graduation party for me and it was just as big as the one they threw for Deven last year. It was mostly family there with some of our closest friends in attendance. We ate, danced, laughed, cried, shared memories, took hundreds of photos, and the party finally ended just before midnight. We said our goodnights, thanked everyone for coming, and Deven and I helped Mom and Dad clean up so that the house and back patio looked like home again instead of a party palace. Around 2 AM, Deven and I took our showers and adjourned to my bedroom. We both had on our terry cloth robes and we were both nude underneath. Neither of us bothered to tie our robes. When Mom and Dad stopped by my room to say goodnight, we tied our robes, got off the bed, and gave them both a big hug and kisses on the cheeks, and I thanked them for a wonderful party. They went on to bed and Deven and I got back on my bed, untied our robes, and continued to talk about the day.
The mood then changed somewhat.
Deven got this very serious look on her face and said to me "Dakota, I am so proud of what you accomplished in high school and I am even more proud of the woman you have become. Tomorrow night at 7 PM, we have reservations for dinner at Giancarlo's."
My mouth hit the floor. "Giancarlo's?" I asked. "Isn't that high end, even for us?"
Deven laughed and said "No. We have money and you and I are going shopping tomorrow to look for something appropriate to wear for the occasion."
"What occasion?" I asked.
"Oh, just a little something special I want to do for you", she winked and smiled.
I said "OK, you're in charge" and with that, we shed our robes and climbed into bed nude and fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning around 8 AM, Deven and I woke up. Her head was nuzzled into my neck and she kissed my neck good morning and I kissed her forehead. We threw on some tiny cotton shorts and little tank tops and made our way to the kitchen for breakfast. Dad had already left for his tee time at the country club and Mom was busy making breakfast. Deven and I helped Mom finish making breakfast. The three of us sat down at the breakfast counter and ate and talked about anything and everything. Talking to my Mom and sister was just so easy.
We told Mom we were going to get dressed and go shopping for our "date" tonight and Mom replied by saying "Well, we already know who the two most beautiful women in the restaurant are going to be." We both blushed and thanked Mom for the compliment.
Deven and I went to our rooms and got dressed. We chose to match - white jean shorts, navy blue t-shirts, our navy blue Chuck Taylors, and hair in a pony tail. We took a selfie together and sent it to Dad to let him know that two of his three favorite women in the whole wide world were going shopping and that we loved him very much. He responded back by telling us to have fun and that he loved us also. We kissed Mom bye and went to a dress shop for special occasions called Tara's. After about an hour and trying on several dresses, we found what we were looking for. I found a hunter green plunging front dress that showed a considerable amount of cleavage and it was completely backless all the way to the top of my butt crack. It was sexy but not obscene. I also found matching green stiletto heels. Deven found a dress with the same cut but hers was black and she found matching black stiletto heels. Both dresses only came to mid-thigh so they showed a lot of leg.
We returned home and Mom asked about our purchases. We told her she would have to wait and see before Deven and I left to go to Giancarlo's. While we were waiting to go out, Deven and I helped Mom around the house and we washed Deven's car since she was driving us to the restaurant. At 5 PM, Deven and I adjourned to our rooms but left the bathroom doors open so we could talk and help each other get ready.
After our showers, makeup, and earrings, and matching necklaces, Deven asked "Panties, thong, or commando?"
I don't know what made me say it but I just smiled and winked back and said "Commando!" We proceeded to finish dressing and put on our dresses and heels and Deven looked breath taking.
I looked at her and said "WOW! You are stunning!"
She looked at me and said "You are absolutely perfect!"
